I was tempted to make a midclass bathroom trip, but Logan's words cautioning me to stay in public places echoed in my ears.

From there, things were easy—well, relatively easy. I stood on the rail, reached up, grasped the floor of the balcony above, fingertip pull-upped onto the lip, found another four inches of finger purchase, raised myself high enough […]

Bugle eyeballs.

He boiled the soup down so it wouldn't be so weak.